Without the shielding of her grandfather gora drags herself against the wind and without the presence Dalavch and his beast the two fluctuating extremes return. Holding a shield above her head gora moves closer and closer to the high king and the Aklha Fon enduring the hardship of the elements. even though she may be tired, with most of her geia drained and not sure how shes going to aide the high king, gora pushes on regardless.
The grass of the battlefield has been scorched by now between the astrans and the sokarans. The once lush green fields of the great Lissa plains now lay black covered in the corpses of those responsible for its destruction.
The constant boom of thunder lingers in the air with the screeches of thousands of drakes above head. Gora runs around a mostly empty battlefield as almost all of the astrans levies have perished, their bodies lying on the battlefield like fallen leaves. Only seeing a few alive when clinging to the sides of a knight of astra.
The future rulers of these plains are still throwing their geia around as if they were splashing water around in a lake. As they send barrage after barrage at each other.
Now only some fifty feet away from her gora looks upon them fearfully. Holding her palms a foot apart gora tries creating jolts of geia between her hands but is only able to produce a few stray sparks.”come on how am i supposed to beat this guy without my geia!”
She falls to her knees a new sense of hopelessness dwells within her as she looks upon the two rulers clashing. They seemed to have all the energy in the world while gora is completely at her limit”dammit!”
Smashing her fist against the ground tears begin to fall from her eyes no longer focusing on the battle in front of her”i really am a dammed fool have i really come all this way just to be worthless?!?”
She looks around again for any of her allies and once again sees none on the charred plains.”im really alone…”
Raising her head she looks around she sees no one not her grandfather, not rex or anyone from his squad, not the Aklha fon or the high king, even the battlefield itself is no more as the scorched plains has been replaced by a blackened void.
Though below her eyes shines a light of blue eminence emitting from her spear. With nothing else to see gora loses her focus into the deep blue. The sound of a constant low thunder starting to echo through the air as it morphs into a raging roar that shatters through the void as gora is swallowed by the blue light.
Awakening she lays her eyes upon the most beautiful creature gora has ever seen. deep shining scales of blue and yellow the four legged winged beast that gora sees before her is none other than a dragon from the lands of Sokara.”what in the world”
The eyes of the majestic beast look downwards towards Gora’s weapon the whole reason she started this whole journey and nods before raising one of its front legs towards gora. The moment its body gets close to hers the creatures geia arks onto the spear like a lightning rod. the beast disappears as all of its geia flows into gora spear then into her.
The sensation of lightning pushes through her veins though once she opens her eyes again she finds herself back on the battlefield. the high king and Aklha Fon in sight.
though for once gora takes a step backwards even with this new sensation of energy she feels. she still looks upon the two imposing rulers of kingdoms that lie on both sides of her homeland.”what was that all about?”
Gora loosely holds the spear flatly in her hands looking down at it she can only feel confusion about the source of her renewed energy”did i get revenge for my great grandfathers beast? Why did it give me its energy?”
The spear sparks abit as she holds it arcing with gora replenishing her strength by the second. Her hair already back to its former luxurious blonde.”i haven’t defeated the Aklha Fon yet! How was slaying that drake merely enough!”
Suddenly the charge is cut off leaving gora even more confused than before gripping it tightly. looking towards the flying Aklha Fon would be flying around the high king. Though On the other side behind the high king gora spots her comrades sir rex and cofus the two would be back to back some 80 feet behind the high king battling a group of luutons on their own. Looking between the two options of fighting the Aklha Fon with the high king or fighting along side cofus and rex gora halts for a moment before making her way to her comrades that shes traveled so far with.
Running around the high king gora maneuvers her way across the battlefield field to her allies who would be fighting desperately for their lives as the luutons dive and fire upon them. The two highly skilled warriors feel a sense a relief as they hear a sudden roar as lightning splits the air dropping one of the diving luutons to the ground sizzling.
Hurdling over the smoking body gora quickly makes her way to rex and cofus. The two moving so that all three can be back to back as the luutons continue their attack now even more vigorously with Gora’s sudden intrusion.”you’re a little late gora”
Gora eyes dart over to cofus as she spins her spear horizontally above her head looking rather annoyed with cofus teasing remark”sorry i was busy fighting some generals outlandishly large drake”
Rex raises and eye brow as he throws balls of fire at the luutons between Parrying attacks”a general huh? Didn’t catch his name by chance did you?”
Gora ponders for a moment not really focusing at the luutons as she blows their icy attacks away with the rotations of air from her spear.trying to remember the luutons generals name so that she can answer Rex’s question.”i dont really remember dalvach something?mabye? He kinda instantly got blown to across the battlefield once the fighting got serious”
Cofus eye twitches abit hearing that name as suddenly one of the luutons gets scorched with a rather aggressive attack.”Dalavch? Inst that the bastard we fought back in that small town rex? The leader of the first raiding party That killed my uncle Arden?”
Rex sighs a bit of sorrow touches his heart hearing the bitterness in his lieutenants voice”i believe so cofus but now is not the time to think about such things”
Cofus bites into his cheek putting a little more heat behind every attack now. Seven luutons now fly above the trios head encircling them. Attacking every few moments from afar as they simply look at the newcomer to the astrans aide.
Three of them quickly dive down upon our hero, equipped with long spears that they thrust and jab at the three warriors.
Though not being any push overs the moment one of the luutons got within stabbing range they were met with a spiraling cone of fire sending them and their possessions a blaze or are jabbed by bolts of lightning that pierces through them lighting them on contact.
The four that had just been waiting above head tense up seeing three of their fellow warriors handled so effortlessly. Looking among themselves before simply releasing their geia at once.
Though the three hero’s of the astran alliance don’t seem to care as both sides release a wave of geia onto each other the fire and ice push against each other creating a stalemate as Gora’s geia simply passes through waves of ice and fire. Sending one luuton flying off of his mount as hes struck with a bolt of lightning.
With one of their allies down the astrans flame begin pushing up on them as the blizzard they’re releasing below weakens. Shortly after any hope for resisting is squashed from the approaching flame wall gora blasts through another one. With only two left the blizzard weakens to a point the sea of flames from the two astran nobles are producing simply snuffs it out along with the remaining luutons.
Cofus and Rex pant abit as they relax. cofus stands bent over holding his hands on his knees his bright red hair has been reduced to a dark blood red as he sweats profusely”captain i think we’re going to need to find Sicus.”
Rex stands up tall placing his hands on his hips as he catches his breath most of the red in his hair has faded away”im sorry cofus but i think we’re just going to have to rough it until the luutons great chief is dealt with”
Cofus sighs and stands up straight wiping the sweat from his brow he looks towards gora abit jaded”how come your still so full of energy”
Gora sighs with her hair pretty much its bright blonde that it always is. she stand up straight a bit dirty buts its clear gora still has quite abit of energy compared to the other two”i don’t know really. One moment im in the middle of the battlefield next i know everything is black then my spear starts glowing then i see a dragon then it disappears without giving me a clue to as to why im seeing it and then im finally back my spear was just emitting geia and now its not”
Cofus look at gora confusedly mouth open, eyebrow raised and head tilted cofus clearly isn’t sure if he even understands her let alone believe her”what?”
Rex raises an eyebrow himself though not out of confusion like cofus as he seems abit intrigued by Gora’s tale”a dragon huh? As much as id like to get to the bottom of your new found strength gora i think we should leave it to another time”
Finding herself agreeing gora nods and clutches her spear the Aklha Fon was so close and with the aide of the high king she was sure they could end this war soon”all right it can wait forever for all i care. for the Aklha Fon’s head is almost within my grasp”
Rex and cofus look above their heads. The grand leader of their enemies flies above head firing upon their high king. Riding upon a beast they thought to be extinct the mighty white dragon flies through the air silently its eyes focused on its master’s prey taking swipes at the high kings massive monitor lizard. Leaving large scratch marks across the kings mount along with bits of ice that has begun to accumulate over its body.
All three observe their fight unsure what to do.while the two seem to be on equal terms with their geias, the Fons dragon is a much more powerful beast then the the greater lizard that the high king rides upon.
Suddenly the high kings lizard’s legs give out. bits of ice on the ground jabbing into its sides as the high king lies their sitting on a mount that he can no longer ride. With the high king a sitting duck the two knights of astra have no choice but to rush to his aide, with their sokaran ally quickly following from behind.
Cofus and rex run on top of the beast standing on the side of it as they each throw a hand in the air releasing their geia right Above the high kings head, shielding him from any attack made by the Aklha Fon.
While from the ground gora once again spins her spear above her head rapidly faster than usual actually. Large bolts of lightning begin arcing with everything around her setting new fires on the already charred fields and singing marks onto the high kings dead mount all while a plethora of energy develops within Gora’s rotation.” In the name of my ancestors i will rid all of iskra of your presence oh great leader of the luutons!”
Once gora is done shouting to the heavens. With the attention of everyone around her including the target of her promise to her ancestors. Gora firmly grips her spear halting all rotation as she pushes the energy upwards.
The ascending shock wave rises like a raging geyser bursting into the air once it gets close to the Aklha Fon. With nothing else in the sky all the energy simply directs itself onto him and his ancient beast.
A heavy shock wave of thunder erupts from the blast as the air thickens becoming cloudy for a moment which conceals the Aklha fon
The three astrans look into the sky in disbelief. It was clearly a direct hit on all accounts even gora looks into the sky anxiously awaiting for the smoke to clear.
Though their hopes are squashed as the wings of the dragon disperse the steam that came off when the lightning hit their frigid bodies. only small red marks lie on his body where the lightning struck
All four of the combatants look off into the sky with a sense of uneasiness as Gora’s attack did little to nothing . Gora particularly looks up now in disbelief herself as she thoroughly examine her foe trying to find any sign of damage she did”you’ve got to be kidding me”
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The Aklha Fon looks on to gora angrily. Unamused by her attack him and his dragon hover above her head the dragon opens its mouth releasing a frozen breath down upon her. Cofus unsure what else to do raises his hands out in front of him and lets loose a column of fire that catches the dragons frigid breath allowing gora to run behind the beast while holding her spear as high as she can dragging her geia across the underside of the dragon.
The lightning quacks and roars burning the pure white scales to a vibrant red before losing their shape and dropping to the ground like molten slag and while gora looks at her work excitedly thinking shes done some serious damage only or for it to be stiffed upon seeing her exhausting attack only took an inch off of the massive dragons thick scale armor.”oh come on!”
The Aklha Fon laughs at Gora’s antagonized outburst standing tall on top of his ancient beast pointing his long spear down at her” you stand not a chance sokaran! I am the 26th master of this beast 3rd Aklha Fon of the luutons. buried be my name in the snows of my homelands for yours shall be buried in the ashes of this battlefield!”
Not one to stand around gora begins spinning her spear once again charging for an attack once more”says you! I am grigora kalos of Sokara heir to dyues and i plan to accept my inheritance so im afraid you’ll be the one buried here!”
The three astrans together focus their geia into a single column. Pushing into the belly of the dragon. Gora seeing her chance swings her swear abit allowing the geia to be channeled from Gora’s spear into the center of the flames and for the first time the beast crys!
Its molten scales dripping to ground as its flight gets unsteady. Unable to keep the constant blast of heat the three astrans halt their flames giving way to reveal the red hot scales rapidly cooling down and returning to their normal white though now deformed.
Though its woeing doesn’t last for long as the moment its scales freeze back over it breaths a ferocious blizzard upon them aided by the Aklha Fon’s geia as they aim for the three astran nobles.
Unable to move out of the way for this massive attack they have no other choice but to push what little geia they have left together in order to avoid an icy death.
The carcass of the kings mount begins to ice over hidden away from layers of ice that pile upon it. only where the three wielders of fire stand isn’t frozen as they’ve created a pocket of warmth from the blizzard that had been created just moments ago.
Gora looks off bewildered as the dragon buries the giant lizard in a coffin of ice . Having to Shield her eyes from the cold as it disperse through the air making the battlefield feel like a frigid winter day.with the beast is burred in 10 feet of ice the Aklha Fon pulls the beast back making it close its mouth and causing the blizzard to come to an end. our heroes of astra stand inside a pocket of unfrozen air forced to melt through the side to get out as everything 4 feet above their head is solid ice in all directions.
Sliding out of the tunnel they burrowed through with their geia the 4 allies now stand next to each other looking upon their foe.the rough winds of the battlefield push past them as the great luuton and his dragon simply look down at them with disgust.”you four have maimed my great beast and deformed a piece of its perfect body for this i shall give you a painful death.”
Soured by this whole interaction gora holds her spear above her head pointed directly at the Aklha Fon”you shall do no such thing for i grigora-!”
Tired of the their impudence the great Fon releases its frigid breath once more upon our heroes. The three astrans once again have no choice to push their geia reserves further so that they may shield themselves.
Gora now in the center seeing nothing else to do releases her geia with them the bolt of lightning travels through the air not minding the two opposing elements crashing against each other stinging the great ice dragon on the side of its mouth sending it back in pain putting an end to its attack.
Gora looks into the sky furious and jabs at the beast again this time shocking its eye causing the beast to plummet to the ground as it revels in pain”cut me off will you”
With the beast finally on the ground of the battlefield gora waste no time running up to it and plunging her spear into its side. With how tough the dragons scale is shes only able to push the tip of her spear inside on the initial jab. Pushing it in more as the beast screams as blood begins to pool out of the cut.
Though shes cute short as the Aklha Fon himself jumps down from his beast grabbing gora by the arm before throwing her into the three astrans.
After catching and standing gora up the four warriors look upon the Aklha Fon fully appreciating his massive size for the first time. Standing at nine feet tall holding a twelve foot spear. The ginormous luuton’s gaze weighs heavy on gora as he slowly approaches while his dragon sits and watches.
Encasing his spear in ice he creates a massive club from his geia dulling his spear head.”you people below the mountains need to learn your place i ahlka fon of the mighty luutons shal-”
The roaring rant is met with a thunderous end as gora once again jabs a bolt of lightning at her targets head.”what happened to no more speeches huh!?!”
Back to a dirty blond gora pants waiting to see where her bolt landed. Though once again her patience is for not as once the steam disperses it reveals the only thing gora struck was the Fons ice covered spear.
Holding the weapon out the ice suddenly melts and disperse not turning into water but dissolving in its entirety only to be replaced once again with another layer of ice making her attack a total waist.
Rolling her eyes gora runs around the luuton jabbing bolts of her geia toward the Aklha Fon along with the astrans who confront the Fon once again focusing their flames together and without skipping a beat the Aklha Fon catches every bolt of lightning with ice covered spear and then keeps the flames at bay with the freezing geia from his left palm.
Even with our four heros letting loose a barrage of geia onto him the mighty raider of the north simply nulls their attacks. tired and running out of geia gora runs behind him knowing he couldn’t possibly stop her and the flames she dashes toward the fon pouncing on him once she gets close gripping her spear with both hands preparing to stab into him. Though before she can even process what he had done he had spun around and smashed his club against her arm and then with both hands pushes back the combined flames of the three nobles.
Laying on the ground gora holds her arm as it badly bruised and possibly cracked struggling to get up gora lies there for a moment the once sunny skies have darkened and the winds have only became stronger the longer the battle goes on. Able to at least sit up gora watches as the luuton by himself keeps the three astrans at bay with his geia.
Realizing she dropped her spear gora finally manages to get up dazed and beaten she begins to slowly drag herself around the battlefield looking for her spear.
Thinking to herself gora once again wonders why this is her fight. Finding her spear while bending over to grab it gora loses her balance falling back down as she clutches her spear tightly.
Looking at the lavish weapon made from the remains of the last dragon in all of the lands of Sokara. The beast had belonged to her third great grandfather, but is that what she really cared about? Her families legacy and getting revenge on these raiders. Gora looks at the beautiful weapon searching for an answer eventually deciding she doesn’t.
Using the spear as a crutch she lifts herself back up. Looking at her foe once more she sighs gripping her spear tightly. Gora came here for one reason and one reason only she thinks.”Akhla Fon!”
Standing on the left side of the luuton gora begins slowly spinning her spear around trying to build up a charge though with her wounded arm the task becomes quite daunting.with the akhla fons attention gora begins her rant”i joined this accursed war to prove my self to my grandfather and to gain the respect of my people, but along the way I’ve seen the very real threat your people pose to mine and for that reason alone i must rid iskra of your influence”
As she speaks her spear lights up waves of energy pushing out of it renewing gora allowing her to spin her weapon faster and faster holding the spear in front of her she creates a ring of lightning around the rotation of her spear the ground below it is singed relentlessly as her geia sparks all around her
The Fon looks at Gora’s build up of geia a bit impressed as the ring swells more and more eventually closing itself becoming a solid disk of lightning.
Coming to a complete stop gora pushes her geia forward with only one target its focuses into one massive bolt. Surprising even the Aklha Fon as when he goes to block his spear it shatters through the ice. Actually striking him pushing him back abit.Once Again leaving him shrouded in steam
Though this time they don’t have to wait and see if goras attack was effective as the giant luuton jumps out of the steam smacking gora once more with his giant ice club this time taking it right on her cheek. The whole world feels like slow motion for her for a moment as the icy spear smack against her cheek spinning her head around as for the 100th time gora is sent flying.
Standing boldly in front of them three astrans they search for any sign of damage only to find what looks like a sunburn on his exposed torso.
The three astrans begin fighting the aklha fon together slinging fire at him able to hit him 1/3rd of the time as between cofus, rex and the high king the massive luuton can only block so much but even whenever they do hit their flames are likes waves smashing against a cliff
Even with the help of the high king the astran fires cant seem to melt the frigid warrior unable to keep relying on their geia they have no choice but to charge him.
All three firey spirited warriors go at the aklha fon with swords in hand. Attacking from all sides with the high king facing him from the front , sir rex attacking from his left side, as cofus attacks from behind.
With the three of them attacking together they keep the fon on the defense. Forced to create a sleeve of ice on his arm to parry the astrans striking right after each other not letting him catch his breath as their bronze chips away at his ice as he continues to parry them flawlessly.
Gora laying on the ground again is forced to pick herself for what feels like the thousandth time. Clutching her cheek where the ice club striked their lie a large deep purple bruise so swollen her left eye is swollen shut
Caught between the mind numbing pain and the shaking in her head a dazed gora watches the fight between the three astrans and the leader of the luutons with only one eye.
With her hands shaking she reaches into her bag and pulls out a small blade with her hands still shaking she pushes the tip against her blood swollen bruise biting down on her shirt before plunging the knife into her bruise draining it of the blood.
having full use of her eyes now the young sokaran heiress watches as her allies fight valiantly pushing the Aklha Fon back. though their blades only ding off of his skin scratching at it as if it were stone. Leaving marks not even deep enough to draw blood.
Standing there anxiously gora finds herself unable to join in on the combat. Between her own fatigue and injuries gora simply stands on the side lines for a moment trying to rest and regain her energy.
The wind feels so strong gora finds difficulty breathing as it feels like the air is blown out off her lips as she goes to breath in only getting a fraction of what she normally inhales.
Mounted with exhaustion the sokaran princess begins to buckle as her reliance on her spear to stand grows. With the wind pushing against her side she tips over blown over as her footing was swept out from under her.
Pushed over Gora’s left hand dig in to the earth as she clutches into the ground trying to resist being pushed further wind. Holding her spear in one hand and clutching the ground with the other while lying face down in the dirt.
Just feet away the raging winds snuff out the flames of the astras. Stalling the fight even further as its starting to become harder to swing their sword against the rampant gales.
In there new found struggles their enemy finds opportunity. Smashing the front of ice club into the chest of cofus before slamming the back of it in the jaw of rex. With the other two taken aback the luuton without remorse pull his backwards before swinging it across the three astrans heads.
Now all four of our heroes lie in the dirt beaten bruised and exhausted. The mighty grand raider looking down upon them without pity stepping on top of the high king his boot firmly resting on his back.”do you submit now astrou or shall we continue this fight until i have destroyed your entire civilization!?!
With the ahkla fon pressing down on the high kings spine all he can do is lie there struggling to gasp for air.
Gora seeing this feels her times up and once again begins the slow climb upwards to stand on her own two feet.
Looking at the mighty warrior bruised and beaten gora can only look him in the eye clutching at her spear
The once clear sunny skies now lie darkened as clouds swirl above their head dragging every cloud in the sky above their head as the winds press on. Only further weakening Gora’s stance as her hair is blown upwards. With blood dripping down her face just under her eye she lets off her spear taking a wide stance pointing her beloved weapon at her seemingly undefeatable foe. Exhausted she searches herself to find the energy to shit talk”listen here I dont care how long it takes for me defeat you but i will be victorious!”
The aklha fon in all his might is unmoved at goras words as he gives her a sinister smile”im more likely to die of old than to be defeated by you sokaran! We luutons are a mighty people of the highest mountains. From birth our very homelands wish to kill us yet we remain! You people of the lush valleys and plains know nothing of hardship and you think so arrogantly that i the greatest of these people will be defeated by you?”
The luuton scoffs and swings his ice club releasing a wave of his frigid geia. Thinking quickly gora drops down to avoid the attack. Only for the luutons to jump towards her holding his club above head getting ready to bring it down upon her.
Not having enough energy to get up and move again gora simply rolls to her side avoiding the attack before pointing the tip of her spear and zapping him with lightning bolt.
Though once again it does minimal damage to the raider of the north as in the same moment hes being shocked he swings downward onto gora once more. With even less time to dodge this time gora can only hold her spear out and brace for impact.
As the ice smashes and brakes against Gora’s spear the club never actually touches her. Though the force from the blow slams her against the ground causing gora to gasp out in pain as her back hits the ground so hard she bounces back up before slamming against the dirt again.
Laying on top of the the charred field Gora lies there eyes blank in an expression of agony lays across her face the aklha fon looks down on to her in disgust and disappointment”tch nothing to say anymore? How disappointing I’d hope you could amuse me a little longer”
Once again the luuton raises its club above his head preparing to smash her head. Gora’s eyes roll back out from of her behind her skull.
Looking straight up she sees the aklha fon preparing to take her life. Hurting and exhausted she lies there unable to move her body.
Though the ferocious warrior only takes her attention for a moment as her eyes focus higher in the sky.
Dark Grey clouds swirl above her head at incredible speeds the raging winds have. come together forming spiraling cyclones in the sky that begins funneling all the surrounding winds into them. The wind it consumes only adding to pillars of rotating air that reach closer and closer to the ground.
Gora gently smiles looking into the sky managing to get a few exuasted chuckles out of her spent body.
The akha fon looks confused as his opponent gazes into the sky laughing to themselves. Glancing into the sky his look of triumph is replaced with one of terror as right above head a massive tornado would begin climbing down towards them.
Even the seemingly invincible warrior knows hes no match for nature. Looking between gora and the storm he leaves her making his way back to his dragon looking over the four warriors with contempt as he flies off.”let the storm swallow you all”